"I wonder how you'd react to being tied up," Justin murmurs, watching them squirm, eyes bright with fascination and lustful anticipation, kneading deliberately at their breasts and feeling the way Monty gasps and shivers with each breath. "I think you'd love that, Monty. All eyes and attention on you, utterly helpless - all you'd have to do - all you'd be able to do - is to just feel what's being done to you, your body being used."
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